After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again: Chapter 73

ARC 2: THE FILM EMPEROR FROM HUMBLE ORIGINS (29)

"I'm your sister." Yan Ge's eyelashes moved. She did not pull her hand away, but instead raised her eyes to confront Qi Yuan: "We're siblings. Everyone knows we're family."

"Jiejie, we're not blood-related." Qi Yuan said: "It doesn't matter if others know or not, it's enough that I know I like you."

He continued to speak before Yan Ge could respond: "Jiejie, liking you is my business. It has nothing to do with you. I know you can't accept it, so you can just treat it as if I didn't say anything."

Yan Ge withdrew her hand and rubbed his hair with a disappointed and down heartened expression: “But you already said it, and I heard it. A Yuan, I've always regarded you as a brother. I don’t want you to have this kind of idea."

"But Jiejie, I can't help it." He bowed his head slightly, looking like a tamed large dog asking to be petted.

His wet eyes stared at her pitifully as he said: "Jiejie, I was afraid you'd drive me away if you knew, so I always endured it. But I can't do it anymore. I feel like I'll explode if I endure any longer." Yan Ge's hands gradually came to a halt.

Qi Yuan persisted in his efforts: "Jiejie, two days ago there was an actor from the crew who died. There was no warning, he just died. I thought to myself, what would happened to Jiejie if I suddenly died? My sister would never know I liked her. I like her so much that just one thought of her makes the world feel more beautiful."

Yan Ge felt that this guy had acted in too many romance dramas. His occupational hazard just flares out willy-nilly.

She rubbed Qi Yuan's hair again then lifted his face by his chin. It was very much like a queen above all else closely looking down at her private pet.

Qi Yuan wasn't embarrassed at all. On the contrary, he was vaguely excited. He liked her touch very, very much.

Yan Ge rubbed her fingers along Qi Yuan's lips and asked thoughtfully: "Do you really like me?"

Qi Yuan's entire body trembled from the touch of her fingertips and a certain place was ever more uncomfortable. His wet eyes gradually exposed desire and his throat gulped. How he wished he could push her down on this narrow space and do the things he dreamed about countless times.

Yan Ge ignored the lust in eyes and kept asking: "You can't like anyone else?"

Qi Yuan's husky voice replied with affirmation: "No, I will only like my sister in this life."

"Then cut it off." Yan Ge glanced at Qi Yuan's already engorged crotch, and her expression couldn't cover up her aversion: "Cut it and maybe you'll stop liking me."

Qi Yuan listened to her extremely calm and incomparably serious voice, his eyes widening as he looked at her with an expression of utter disbelief.

He felt like he just had an auditory hallucination.

Yan Ge withdrew her hand and stood up to find her cellphone: "I'll consult with a doctor. This kind of thing should be relatively simple, and there will be no side effects."

The third leg will be cut, and you say there'll be no side effects?

That is a man's lifeline. How can it be cut off?

Qi Yuan stood up and approached Yan Ge as if he was sleep walking. He was stammering and sounded slightly helpless: "Jie, are—are you being funny?"

Yan Ge was looking for a phone number when she raised her head to give him a puzzled look: "What's funny about this?"

After a pause, it seemed to dawn on her and she asked: "Why, you don't want to?"

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Yan Ge can be so unpredictable lol.